My eyes watered and bulged as I listened to the pretty, young veterinarian give me and my husband the run down on Little Paint's surgery.
"She lost a tooth and a toe, and I can't tell you how many stitches that chest wound took."
I groaned. Shut my eyes and pressed my palms into my eyebrows.
"Look on the bright side," the vet said. "Her chest doesn't fall op...more